Summer Muse

What a privilege to wake up to August mornings like these. To pocket that favourite pen, carry along a nearly-empty notebook, pages white as clamshell. To gaze about the park, the beach, the cityscape. And as a breeze reads over your shoulder, to feel a little like a dedicated writer, smiling as the words tumble across the page.

Happy days of August to all you readers and writers from Sue, Jen and Mel.